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[desperatebisexual]

Hey bae, do you think Irene is more of a sub or a dom? Cuz me personally, I think she’s more a sub. Like that one rv live where irene was whining so loud 😭

i didnt know if u wanted nsfw sub irene so i included it anyways 😋

i agree, irene is more of a sub to me. despite her mature personality, she loves to be babied and taken care of! she enjoys being a sub because she needs a way to take a break from being the leader or the one who is in charge, and i can totally see her being clingy because she hasn't gotten her daily kisses or you haven't given her any compliments or praises. she doesn't interfere with your personal time and space, but she help it when all she really wants is your love and attention.

nsfw!! vv

she loves knowing that using her makes you feel good and she'll take whatever you give her, no matter how hard she has to try! even if you ignore how sensitive she is from cumming and continue thrusting three digits into her pretty cunt, she'll endure it with the power of your sweet encouragements. her whines progressively get louder and more high pitched as she reaches her second peak, her whole body spasming as she finishes. you cup her pussy after caressing her shaky thighs and she gasps and lets out a cry from the overstimulation, but you reassure her it's over and she's been so good. the aftercare is her favorite part! she'll be extremely exhausted and unable to move, so you make sure she gets all cleaned up as you whisper about how much you love her and that she did amazing. she especially loves when you spoon her naked frame, enjoying the warmth from the skin to skin contact. the feeling of being so safe and protected in your arms is enough to put her into a deep slumber.

whiny sub irene might genuinely be the death of me gnoeneonoegnoien i need more asks

[desperatebisexual]

just an update, i graduated and i dont see L anymore. i do see her sometimes, but the feelings are no longer there. in a way im sad, but at the same time im glad i moved on. :)

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i never thought my flute breaking would be so beneficial. i have an audition to advance to a higher band soon and i broke my flute. i went to L for help and she tried to fix it but i gotta take it into a shop. i was so down but L offered to give me her flute for auditions. I LITERALLY HAVE HER FLUTE???

not to mention a few days before, i talked to her about my flute being off (because we were playing in the same band) and she took it and used it. it doesnt seem like much but usually they use a spray before sharing instruments, and she did not care at all. then she gave me her flute and told me to try it. she literally was just playing on it and i was like freaking out? is she really that comfortable with me? i would've been grossed out but it was L and it wasnt that bad. idk i was so surprised

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i haven't posted any of the things i've wanted to because im starting to lose feelings for her. im lowkey glad because im not awkward around L, but i liked the feeling of liking her yk? it's hard to explain but all i know is that shes still my fav

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theres a dance tomorrow at school and it probably going to be the first time i wear a dress in a long time. i kinda hope she'd see me in it but yk something tells me she wont

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i have a really shitty sleep schedule. i was in her office with a few other friends and asked her to guess how much sleep i got. she said 45 mins but i actually got 30 mins. everyone was like "wow that was so close" and she said "i basically have her sleep scheduled memorized" before taking it back claiming that it was a bit weird. JDKFNFJF shes like so <333

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she asked me if id like it if she drove me to my concerts from now on and i said yes. we were in her car just listening to the music before she asked if i liked anyone at school. it was a bit personal but i didnt mind. i told her yes and said i liked them a lot. she was quiet for a bit and asked what their name was. i had to fight an internal battle and said it was her. i kept staring out the window before she confessed she also like me. then i fucking woke up. (true story)

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her smile was so bright. her laugh was musical. if i could, i'd have it on repeat for the rest of my days. our small conversations were everything to me. even when they were about absolutely nothing, i still loved it. i learned sm about her and i just want to know more and more. i love her sm.

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theres a concert at the mall for one my friends and i was talking abt how i wanted to go. one of the other directors is conducting them and i wanted to go so bad but i didnt have a ride. she said "i wish i could take you as my fake child" and idk if thats a thing i should be happy about or sad. i was a total compliment tho

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she looked so gorgeous today. her hair was half up, half down. she wore a tight light grey turtleneck with skinny jeans that were cuffed. her shoes a beige color. i wanted to tell her how pretty she looked. i want to do that every day. i was about to when this stupid kid interrupted me. i got too nervous to do it in the morning but now i regret not saying it. i want to be able to call her beautiful.

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When I say I'm tired, I don't mean I'm sleepy. I mean I can feel the shadows under my eyes growing darker for the 6 billionth time since I initially developed them at 12 years old

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ok so today i was in band and i messed up a shit ton so i asked the main director right after my band period if i could skip lunch and practice and they said sure. I was in a small practice room (about the size of a small walk-in closet) practicing the parts i messed up when she opened the door. (keep in mind this is right after i had band so i had already been playing for an hour and 22 minutes) she said "are you skipping lunch?" and i said "yeah i need to practice" then she said "ugh, rosie, you're killing me". she widened the door and let herself in and i responded with "i need it, i messed up so much today." then she said "it was only today" i wasnt too proud about how much worse im getting even if i am first chair. first, she asked how the schedule worked out and it was pretty good (mostly because i wanted to do it for her.) i told her about how i made some adjustments. she pulled one of the chairs from the corner and placed it beside me. then she asked about what im struggling with and i pointed out some of the tough measures. she said "lets hear it" and i got nervous that i'd mess up and embarrass myself so i took a second to finger my part. she thought i didn't want to play for her because she knows i get a little scared about it and asked if i preferred her to leave. of course i told her to stay cause making her leave could potentially hurt her feelings and i felt bad since she had already sat down, and because i wanted her to be there. anyway i played the part and messed up like an idiot. she leaned in the look at the piece and i was sweating so bad. she hummed and gave me some tips and tricks to get used to playing it. i hesitated on playing again in fear i interpreted what she told me wrong and would play it incorrectly. when i finally did play, sounding much better, she complemented me saying ive got it and i sound great. she said just keep playing it and i was so nervous that i physically cannot explain how nervous i truly was. i kept going and when i stopped, she said i could do it with a bunch of different patterns and i was so lost that i was playing it all wrong so i stopped playing all together. i guess she was seeing that i was not playing as much as i could because i was yk and got up to go. she joked a little bit about the rhythms making it confusing. i laughed and said goodbye as she left. THIS POST IS SO LONG BUT ITS MORE OF A VENT/MEMORY HOLDER (which is what tumblr is to me) AND YOU DONT HAVE TO READ THIS I JUST AM HAPPY ME AND HER ARE INTERACTING MORE

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i talked it out with her and she helped me set up a schedule so i can get my homework done. we talk for a good 20 minutes and i was so nervous, twirling my hair and bouncing my knee the whole time. i was trying to make eye contact but i was so scared. then she got up and sat in the chair closest to me so she could see my screen. after we worked it out, she asked if i wanted a hug saying she felt the need to and i said yes. we hugged for a little longer than i expected but to me it felt short. while hugging i whispered "im just so tired" and she said "i know." and rubbed my back. I WAS LITERALLY FLOATING. her shirt was so soft and her hair was so silky?? i was frazzled but it was so comforting. i've got it bad

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i miss talking to her :/ i miss being the one who talks to her all the time but i get nervous to because of the situation with me thinking of quitting her class. i just want her attention all the time, to be the one she would want to talk to in a room full of people. i don't want her to be disappointed in me. i want her validation

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i swear every time i see myself in a mirror at home i look 100% prettier than i do at school … huh

[desperatebisexual]

when she looks at me, i feel so special idek why

[desperatebisexual]

bro. 😩☹️

I wrote a drabble for a Maria Hill x Reader fic where they’re in a kinda toxic-ish relationship. I don’t know if I should expand on this 😵‍💫😵‍💫

“Not tonight, babe.” She takes off her shoes and sets them by the door.

“But, I set it all up already. Just have some food before you go to sleep please?” You take off her coat jacket for you. She notices your gorgeous black low cut dress and curled hair but chooses not to comment on it. 

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